Dreamweaver: All Hail King Hiddleston the First (and Only)

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

All Hail King Hiddleston the First (and Only)

All Hail King Hiddleston the First

Monarch beloved, splendid, supreme

Shining glory of mighty Hiddleland

With grandiose army and harem of queens

He demolishes enemies with ocean blue eyes

His smile is enough to permanently maim

He who hears his voice, inevitably dies

Or is injured so bad that he never is the same

All hail King Hiddleston may Hiddleland keep growing

May TOMatoes always grace our green vibrant soil

May rivers of Loki soup relentlessly keep flowing

Away from Jotun influence or Asgardian turmoil

Long Live King Hiddleston may you live and reign for ever

May you always hold our hearts in the palm of your hand

May success line your every path and every big endeavour

All hail King Hiddleston, Long live Hiddleland!

HiddleShreyasi

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There’s Magic Everywhere

You have to look for it. You have to search really hard. But I can assure you, I’ve seen magic all around me. Now I do not find it difficult to find magic when I need it. Mostly I find it within myself. Sometimes outside. And sometimes where I least expect it. Of course one’s own definition of “magic” is vital to finding it in the first place. For me, magic is anything and everything that makes my heart skip a beat or leave me speechless with awe.

I find magic in the ocean. The gentleness of the waves masking the immense power within, the vastness of the water teeming with millions and millions of life forms and the immense tranquility I experience just by looking at the sea, seems to me the most magical thing of all. In the whishing whooshing of the waves, I hear words. When I put a conch to my ear, I don’t just hear the wind making ocean like sounds, I actually hear the ocean and the many voices speaking through it.

I lie awake at night and watch the star studded night sky. And the stars dance around joyfully as I imagine billions of worlds out there in the universe filled with stardust and moonlight, suns and planets, filled with different kinds of living creatures all struggling to establish a corner in this vast cosmic grandeur. The fact that the universe exists-is magic to me. In my dreams at night, I fly out into the night sky into the world I have created in my mind and everything is magic there.

I wake up in the morning to chirping birds and rustling leaves, a moon which disappears and a sun which rises like clockwork everyday. The baby inside a mothers womb which grows out of one single cell to a fully functional reflection of its parents, our beautiful blue planet which revolves around the sun along a set orbit, the many brilliant minds working in unison to keep earth progressive yet conserved and the mighty watchmaker who sets everything into motion along a brilliantly conceived design-MAGIC.

Constant advice from my parents to do the right thing and tread the right path-Magic. A home to go to and a dog who makes me feel like the single most special person in the world every day-Magic. The sparkle that I see in my husband’s eyes whenever he looks at me, the love he feels for me, the way he makes my toes curl every time he holds my hand-no one else can see that. Only I can and its Magic.

My own volition, my abilities, my amazing physical form which permits me to think, love and create, is magic. My Guru’s endurance of my ways and his selfless never ending love for me. Supreme magic.

I see magic in everything. In every situation. In every word spoken and in every emotion felt. In every good deed and in every heartfelt prayer. In every love filled heart and in every burning desire. In every passion and ambition, in every bit of hard work and every show of divine love.

There is magic every where. If you only care to look.

-----Magically your's Twinky.